In every box of nothingness, lies another nothing, ironically full and meaningfully devoid.
Explore the vacuum or pretend you've been there already.
The clock ticks backward in an endless race for idleness. Every tick a step away from the goal.
Is time fracturing, or have we simply misread the instructions?
Your vision locks onto the horizon. It teases with promises of emptiness filled with potential void.
Look around and discover the illusion of dimension.